Today is truly one of my favorite days. I am not a huge fan of the darkness that comes with winter so I especially love to celebrate solstice.
Just Delicate Needles
It's so delicate, the light.
And there's so little of it.
The dark is huge.
Just delicate needles, the light, in an endless night.
And it has such a long way to go
through such desolate space.
So let's be gentle with it.
So it will come again in the morning.
-Translated by Robert Hedin
-Copper Canyon Press
This is a favorite poem of mine found at School of the Seasons.
Our last project of the year at the preschool was the children made gifts and cards for their parents. We made wool sweater wreaths based on Cassi's tutorial.
These were made by folding card stock in a tri-fold and then cutting a little "window" in the first two folds. We then glued white tissue paper to the inside of both windows, then glued stars cut out of more tissue paper to the inside. The first two folds were then glued together sandwiching the stars in between. These look so pretty with a candle behind them, or open in a window so the sun can shine through.
I'm getting ready to bundle up the boys and head out for a walk in the snow around the lake so we can enjoy the Christmas lights. It's almost five and it's dark already.